#milla01

primemaxwell

Thank the gods, Nah thought as she emerged from the customary stargate-fueled flash of light, materializing in another world once more. At least this place looks more like home.

The air here was crisp and clean, reminding her a bit of Valm, but the architecture was thoroughly unusual. Many of the buildings were low, circular, and brown in color, crisscrossed with a fine latticework of supports for both design and functionality, she assumed. There were a few people about--

And monsters, besides. The chaos of the situation only just now began to sink in.

“Wh-Whoa, what’s going o--eek!”

Nah yelped as a wolf-like creature--its eyes burning pure white, its mouth full of crooked teeth--suddenly appeared out of nowhere and lunged at her, just barely missing her as she evaded it, twisting to the side. As Nah staggered back a few steps, she reached for her Dragonstone--

Only to see the beast be put down by a young woman wielding a sword. Something about her immediately reminded Nah of Lucina, but now wasn’t the time to wonder about that.